Monday 17 January 2011

Overpass

Direction straight, sweeping left,
Aim at crossing, misconception.
Overhearing waves’ murmurs to each other.
Nervous, height over ominous water.
Head swirling, smoke spinning, fire lit, breathe in,
Breathe out, don’t slip, focus everything at the bridge.
Stepped onto solid surface while protected,
Accompanied by imbalance that never existed.
‘Thud!’ and our feet hit the greener grass
As we both wander effortlessly back
To our hideous, daily, distant prison
That tries to teach us all of life’s lessons.

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